Song Yu finally pulled his emotions away from the fact that the person he hired with money turned his elbow outwards, when he saw Xie Nanshi's movements.
He was still immersed in the sadness that he spent money to hire, but all the girls followed Xie Nanshi. What about the player who agreed to be the protagonist? Why does it feel like he is more like a backdrop for the main character to be taken advantage of? Song Yu thought this, and his tone of voice was somewhat ridiculing and dissatisfied: "You are bringing the files of our Safety Department with you so late at night, where are you going?"
Xie Nanshi didn't realize the slight awkwardness and unhappiness in Song Yu's words, but still replied seriously: "Quick victory."
Song Yu was curious, and momentarily forgot about his dissatisfaction just now, and grabbed Xie Nanshi's sleeve: "What are you going to do? Take away all the evil god statues of these individuals one by one?"
Jie Nanshi didn't say a word, but just put his eyes on Song Yu's hand: "Are you not angry anymore?"
Song Yu was stunned for a moment, as if he didn't expect that a piece of iceberg wood like Xie Nanshi would be able to detect his own emotions. The rest of his original unhappiness completely disappeared, and instead he wrapped Xie Nanshi's big sleeves a little tighter in his hands. , turned into a playful smile again: "We are grasshoppers on the same boat now. Besides, I can really be angry with you."
Xie Nanshi thought for a while and then said: "Even if we have all experienced some unusual things, we are still different."
Okay, are you trying to distance yourself from yourself? Besides, the NPC's psychological quality is quite strong. Song Yu originally thought that the conversation just now had some impact on Xie Nanshi's outlook on life, but it turned out that it didn't happen at all. He was so anxious to get rid of the Demon Guard.
Song Yu sighed: "Actually, I think this matter is definitely not as simple as it seems on the surface. Let's take a long-term view. Why don't we take a good rest tomorrow morning..."
He said that Nan Shi had a tough look on his face. Apparently he was not persuaded by him, so he had no choice but to change his words: "It will be a little late tomorrow morning, so have a bite to eat before leaving. You still have to take me with you. After all, I can still tell Something you can’t see.”
"For example, as you mentioned, status and blood volume?"
"That's right."
Xie Nanshi pondered for a while, and just when Song Yu was about to give up on persuading Xie Nanshi, he turned around and headed to the main hall.
Song Yu glanced sideways at Xie Nanshi and couldn't help but curl his lips: This cold Taoist priest is actually a bit good.
The Safety Department has not hired any extra people yet, so dinner was naturally prepared by Qiaoyi.
Even in such a little-known place, Qiaoyi couldn't bear to wrong her young master. She used her extraordinary martial arts skills to make all kinds of exquisite food every day. Song Yu couldn't help but feel grateful for this time. Qiaoyi survived. Otherwise, he would not only lose a caring assistant, but also enjoy less life!
As soon as Song Yu finished praising Qiaoyi, a little red parrot rushed in and blocked the plate in front of Song Yu with a flap of its wings. It was the same parrot that stood on Qiaoyi's shoulder last time.
"Beauty, mine!" The parrot enunciated the words extremely clearly, and its big eyes were full of contempt.
This is the first time that Song Yu has tasted being despised by a bird in his life, and it feels a bit strange. The little parrot jumped up on Song Yu's head in a majestic manner, lowered its head and looked at Song Yu with its small mung bean eyes, then let out a sneer and shouted "Chou Jie, Chou Jie" and went to find Qiaoyi again.
Song Yu received a lot of blows today and sneered twice. Qiaoyi blushed and took hold of the little thing that was stuck in her neck: "I'm sorry, Master! I really teach it every day that Master is the most beautiful man in the world, but it..."
Song Yu quickly waved his hand to silence Qiaoyi. This public execution was a bit shameful: "Forget it, bird, aesthetics are always different from ordinary people, and justice is in the heart."
Qiaoyi couldn't hold it back for a moment and laughed out loud. Her face suddenly turned redder: "The young master said it is."
But the parrot suddenly showed its small green eyes again, and looked at Song Yu in shock for a while: "Shameless, shameless!"
Song Yu was so angry that he laughed: "I don't know what the owner of this bird thinks, but he just taught some unpleasant words."
"Tell the truth, tell the truth..." Before the parrot could finish his words, Qiaoyi pinched his beak in panic. Qiaoyi was a little surprised again: "Master, how did you know that this parrot was raised and taught by someone?"
Song Yu picked up a chopstick and said: "If it hadn't been for an owner, this bird would have been ugly when flying outside. It would have been caught and plucked long ago."
Qiaoyi suddenly realized it, and loosened her fingers holding the parrot. Her eyes were curious and sparkling: "So you have a master. You are so cute, your master must miss you too."
The little parrot was combing its feathers aggrievedly. When Qiaoyi said this, it became happy again and kept saying "Beauty, beauty". Although parrots are small, they have loud voices. Song Yu couldn't laugh or cry: "It listens to you, why don't you ask it what its owner's name is."
"Yes, little bird, do you know your master's name?"
The little parrot blinked: "Master, master."
Qiaoyi smiled again: "Yes, of course you call me master when you call me master, just like I call you master when I call you master. Then what do you call yourself? Do you know?"
This parrot is more understanding of human nature than expected. When asked by Qiaoyi, he actually answered: "Yuanfang! Me! Me! Yuanfang!"
This little parrot can interpret sentences very clearly, and Yuanfang is obviously its name. Song Yu was surprised and couldn't help but hold down the parrot's tail and watched it explode into a hair ball again: "You are Yuan Fang, where is Di Renjie?"
The strange thing is that the little parrot suddenly stopped blowing its feathers. Instead, it shrank up and cried out in a flattering manner: "Ji."
Song Yu shook his head: "Forget it, leave it alone. Qiaoyi, go back and ask who lost such a parrot. If you can find the owner, send it back." Whose pet is not a treasure, and it is so smart to raise it I can answer calls on my own, and it’s quite distressing to lose it.
Qiaoyi naturally responded to what she said: "Yes, young master, I will look for you when I get back."
The little parrot Yuan Fang was shocked on the spot: "No! Beauty! Mine, beauty's!" The way it looked at Qiaoyi was like looking at some scumbag who abandoned her husband and son.
Song Yu was so amused that he said, "If you don't want to send it away, just keep it and play with it first."
Apart from the bird-playing, Xie Nanshi had already finished his meal, put down his bowls and chopsticks, and was obviously ready to get up and leave. Song Yu didn't care about teasing the little parrot. He quickly took two bites of rice and put down the bowl and chopsticks: "Let's go."
Xie Nanshi paused, but did not stop him from following. Seeing that the two were about to walk out of the main hall, Yuan Fang spread his wings and flew out, hovering above Jie Nanshi's head for a moment, and finally landed on Song Yu's shoulder. He stretched out his wings and pointed forward: "Let's go shopping."
Song Yu clicked his tongue and reached out to grab it and throw it to Qiaoyi. He didn't plan to take Qiaoyi with him when he went out this time. after all
PC is not immortal. If he dies, where will he find such a good housekeeper?
Yuan Fang seemed to have had a premonition, and immediately jumped to avoid Song Yu's grabbing hand: "Idiot, leave quickly! Idiot!"
Song Yu:......
"It's okay, take it with you." Xie Nanshi glanced at Song Yu, and stopped this time-wasting action before a battle between man and bird was about to happen.
Hearing this, Yuanfang stretched out her neck in amusement, looking like I was the most awesome little guy.
Song Yu couldn't hold it back anymore and poked the bird's head: "I've never heard of a parrot needing to escape."
It was already the end of the moon, and the moonlight fell on the person sitting on the wall of the courtyard holding a giant sword. She saw Song Yu and Xie Nanshi jumping down from above, directly blocking the two of them. in front of people.
"I think you need someone to lead the way."
…
In fact, the confession has already been written in great detail, and no one is needed to lead the way, but having an extra skilled person will provide more protection, and since Du Anchen's feet are on her body, she can come and go freely. After Du Anchen said he would lead the way, he held his sword, inserted it between Jie Nanshi and Song Yu, and walked in one direction with his head held high.
Thirteen confessions were collected today. Naturally, it was impossible to screen and eliminate them all in one night. Du Anchen randomly chose a closer direction and soon turned into a very dilapidated alley: "The family named Qiao." There is only an old man and a child at home, and it is said that the evil god is worshiped by the old man at home."
There is no curfew in this small place, but for ordinary people, it has become a habit to rest at sunrise and at sunset. After all, candles are also very luxurious. It was completely dark now, leaving only the moonlight in front.
There is no pavement in this alley, and it looks a bit muddy after being soaked by the rain in recent days. There are still swill and rotten leaves floating in it, and it smells fishy. Du Anchen's expression remained unchanged, but his pace was obviously two minutes faster, so that Song Yu couldn't care about the mud on the soles of his feet and had to trot to follow.
Fortunately, this alley is not long, and we soon arrived at the entrance of Qiao's courtyard. The courtyard gate is just a circle of fences, with two broken pieces of wood hanging at the front. It is considered a door. People here are already so poor. It is necessary to guard against thieves.
Seeing Du Anchen standing aside with his sword in his arms after leading the way, and Xie Nanshi looking cold and cold, Song Yu sighed and took the initiative to knock on the door that looked like a decoration, and shouted loudly: "Is there anyone here? at home?"
After waiting for only a moment, a ragged child carefully opened the door, leaned out half of his body, held the door frame and asked, "Who are you?"
This child was only five or six years old. He was so skinny that only bones remained. His head was very large and his proportions were very uncoordinated. Song Yu felt his heart soften when he saw this, and asked softly: "Child, where is your grandfather?"
Standing on Song Yu's shoulder, the parrot following him started chanting: "Child, where is your grandpa? Kid, where is your grandpa?"
"Grandfather is worshiping God." Maybe there was an interruption from an animal, and the child finally opened the door completely. He stared at the parrot with his round eyes for a while, and then pointed to the other side. It was a simple shack made of wood and straw. It looked very shabby, but it looked much cleaner and tidier than the house they lived in.
Song Yu's expression turned cold, and he secretly thought that they were still a step too late?
